I just read that author R.L. Stine plans to revive his Fear Street series next year and holy shit, you guys: I don’t think I’ve recovered from my first go around with the books back in the day.
Like many children before and after me, I began my foray into the world of Stine with the seemingly-innocent Goosebumps series. I use the word innocent lightly here — Goosebumps is only innocent when compared with Fear Street, the series you basically graduate to once you’ve had your fill of middle school kids turning into dogs.
There are tons of Fear Street options out there — here are a few more that still mess with me:
Ugh, The Wrong Number! This one used to torment me. Two characters are spending the night making prank phone calls when the brother of one catches them and joins in. It turns out he overhears a murder, and since they’re idiot teenagers they decide to go find the crime scene. This being R.L. Stine, you can assume that they won’t be met there by police who are ready to take over and save them.
Sunburn is about Claudia and two friends who are invited out of the blue to spend the summer with an old friend, Marla. Of course at first everything is good times but inevitably the three girls start to notice that Marla has changed. Somehow a ghost named Daniel is thrown into the mix, and Claudia starts that a string of strange accidents have been happening. Did Daniel cause them? Why is Marla so weird? WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS BEACH HOUSE.
Initially The Best Friend sounds like a pretty common teenage set-up: Honey says she’s Becky’s best friend! She does everything Becky does! She follows Becky around all the time and just thinks Becky is the coolest. Except then the creep factor comes in: Becky has no clue who Honey is. A lot of Fear Street enthusiasts were seriously pissed off by the ending of this one so I won’t give it away, but The Best Friend is one of the last books written before the Fear Street series exploded, and a lot of people say it’s one of the best in a pool of somewhat poorly-written and often-times predictable books.
In closing, I ask: which Fear Street books did you hate to love?